My children are not my seeds

My children are not my seeds
Chap53s. Bridal Night


The dark had covered the earth as our vehicle slowly entered the plantation path. At the end of the road, which is bumpy due to heavy transportation, looks radiating brighter than usual lights from mes workers. The blurry light trying to penetrate the heavy rain adds weight to the journey since coming out of the Port earlier.


Luckily the workers have installed tents in the parking lot between mess workers to mess foreman, so it can be used to lower the entire vehicle safely enough.


Workers scatter out looking for a long-awaited family for a special encounter. Some of the groomsmen from des aitu did have brothers who worked on Mr. Hartanata's estate.


The sobs of haru broke the sound of rain hitting the roof of the tent. Wet feet due to puddles in the parker does not hinder the longing that they can only pour once or two years in the village.


The meeting of the village people became even more difficult, because this time the village relatives, their parents who had the opportunity to visit together. This is a happiness that may not always be picked by every regional child.


Johan dragged Niken's hand towards the foreman's mess, but slightly ran away from splashing rain water carried by the wind. Almost no one cared about it this time because everyone was busy with their families.


“To, you are still in the room?” yelled Johan in front of the door of Anto's room.


“Sorry mas, I just finished taking a shower, just finished accompanying the children to put up their tents and lights until the rain became heavy” replied Anto from behind the door.


“You don't miss the same I” Johan tease.


“cekrek” heard the sound of the door lock open.


“Aiih.. Mas Johan is there-anything ..” Anto voice immediately choked to see Niken is also already in front of his room door.


His heart beat so fast that he stood there just as he could do.


“Eh.. How the hell? Even like a statue found statue” joked Johan. Nikenpun flushed his face.


“Already... like a big boy just” Johan deliberately pushed hard Niken's body towards Anto, until Niken staggered hit Anto who was stunned.


“Eeeh” Anto tried to hold his body so as not to fall down.


“Come kiss once then immediately arrange it your guests, later they catch wind his feet submerged in rain all night” said Johan as if commanding his foreman.


Feeling given the order, and seeing Anto who seemed to still doubt the presence of Niken in the embrace, Niken preceded kissing both cheeks Anto to get a soft kiss reply on his forehead.


“Quite-enough, later the darkness can not be removed, guests can be cold” Johan tried to separate two lovebirds in the romance drunk.


Anto releases a hug, Niken turns around and punches Johan hard in the chest. Instead of enduring the pain, Johan laughed as if he was happy to play with two people.


Anto hurriedly went out asking the workers to arrange themselves and his family as agreed.


***


Finished cleaning up and changing clothes everyone on the estate gathered in a large, drier tent for dinner. The rain has not completely subsided, as if unwilling to leave a welcome for the guests who have traveled so far.


“Pardon my elders and brothers and sisters, so as not to rest too late, on the sidelines enjoy my meal representing Mr. Hartanata's family who are currently unable to welcome here, he said, because at home he has also held a ceremony ceremony custom” said Anto break the atmosphere of eating under the rain.


“Pardon us for the place and manner in which we welcome may be less pleasing to the elders and relatives” Anto continued.


“Iya Pak Dhe” Anto immediately stopped talking and gave an opportunity to Mr. Muji as a form of respect.


“Already To, You must have not eaten since, right?” ask mister Muji.


“Eh.. Yes Mr. Dhe” Anto honestly replied.


“Now you eat with us. Let our choice be an honor for the bride's family, that we come here as a besan family, not as guests of honor” said Mr. Muji.


“We are happy to spend the night and sleep with children, nephews, cousins that we can only do once a year”, continued Mr. Muji.


“We the people of this village can not be able to wake up tomorrow morning if you sleep in a soft mattress in a luxurious room whose tv is noisy all night like in the picture exhibited by Johan yesterday” Pak Muji said in a serious tone, but the one present was laughing.


“Mas Anto, we are here to see the wedding of the village prince that we consider successful, not want to travel. Instead of rejecting the sweet bobok in a luxury hotel, we just want to take off the kangen with y'all” chirps one of the entourage from the corner of a rather dark tent.


“Please don't think of us as a burden, we'd rather stay up all night here like a night of Eid where our children are returning to kampung” said another.


Johan approached Anto. Smiling, he joked.


“Kapok aren't you scolded by the whole village? I told you it wasn't me who asked them to stay at the mess, but the elders and family have agreed since I asked to be here. Already there eat with Niken who sat alone” said Johan reconcile Anto's heart.


Anto Want to give a closing of his speech but intercepted the voice of Mr. Muji.


“Wiis to, sana eat first to cold dishes” pak Muji firmly.


Anto could only relent even though inwardly grumbling,


“Mana may be a master class dish Hartanata cold only because of the night breeze”


Mr. Muji threw a big smile guessing that was in the pikran Anto.


“You also ate sana” mister Muji's order to Johan.


“I fast Mr. Dhe, tomorrow is the wedding day” elak Johan who does not feel hungry waiting for tomorrow with a mixed heart.


“Already, it is an old tradition where the bride is the most distant only different villages. I noticed from the morning you had no appetite. What's the point of a big, luxurious, and grand ceremony if you finally fall ill”.


“But what's not wrong custom Mr Dhe?” Johan is still holding on.


“Melalah that custom if you harm yourself and others, as long as you are straight, no one feels harmed, no custom that you langar” Pak Muji said wisely.


“But..” Johan is still trying to insist.


“Already, all those present in the fish sin your brothers. They know your character and nature. They are more happy if tomorrow you look fresh and handsome like a noble who represents their existence” Mr. Muji insisted.


Johan just nodded, walked slowly towards the buffet table, picked up the menu which turned out to be his favorite foods that were deliberately prepared preferentially by the brothers on the estate.